Got to L's at 10pm last night having finished work at 8.30pm. Found out he was getting up at 6.30am this morning to go to work. Finishing around midday. Seeing as I was heading off to work in the afternoon evening, felt a bit bummed.

Staggered home around 7.30am and wrote a short story full of over tiredness and endless days and nights of work then collapsed into deep dreamless sleep for 2 hours which I woke from abruptly. Still on autopilot.

The weather's not helping. Event organisers love droughts. It's raining. $30,000 of event hovering on the brink.